A few years back I took my father, he is 95 now, back to the old family homesteads in Methuen and South Lawrence. The places were not recognizable. However he just this past week received a news clipping about the shad and alewives returning to the Merrimac River near the dam in Lawrence.
To him, the river being cleaned up after years of abuse from the mills and cities promiscuous dumping was a sign of hope.
Hope of what? We may have cleaner rivers (and indeed we do), but our politics is as disgustingly filthy as ever. It seems that is something that never gets cleaned up around here....
May God bless your Dad! Ninety-five and still capable of hope! That is truly inspiring to me.